The Chosen Ones

by MmStormer

A girl finds Vermont finds out that she really is from another world and that her real name is Katara. The spirits have given her a special gift and another person, who turns out to be her enemy; and they must save the world! Zutara major! Please read!

1. Prelogue

Tittle: The Chosen Ones

Prelogue:Coming to the true knowledge

Part 1: The Selection and the Assessment

AN: Okay, this is going to be very long, I know, but I had to do this, because it's going to be important further in the story and especially in the sequel I'm going to write. Please bear with me for this. PLEASE!!!! This had several parts originally, but I just decided, on recommendation of someone, I will make this clear, this story is a fanfiction story. It just starts off like this. Please bear with it. Please.

Mrs. Pfister and Mr. Marino, two 9th grade teachers, told all of the students to line up alphabetically form left to right. All of the students lined up as they were told. The strangest thing was that all of the smartest students were in the middle section, except one-me.

The teachers glared at us straight in the eyes as they walked slowly down the long line. Then they stood, facing everyone, and Mrs. Pfister addressed, "The students we point to will will go stand over there," she motioned to a white line on the black asphalt a little ways away from where everyone else was standing, "And there will be NO talking. Arrange yourselves in alphabetical order, as well. If anyone of you talks, let alone sneezes, they will be suspended from school. Understood?" She hollered at us.

"Yes ma'am!" Everyone replied in unison. As the teachers went down the line, from left to right, they pointed out the seven smart kids:Samantha, Preston, Ryan, myself, Luke, Mathew, and Harry (in order). All of us kids that were picked went over to where we had been directed to and did as we were told, lining up alphabetically. Mr. Marino quickly ushered all of the other students that weren't picked, and brought them to the gym.

That stinks! I thought to myself. Why do they get to go to go and play in the gym, and we can't?

Mrs. Pfister quickly gathered us together and told us to follow her in a straight line, that we were already in. We we couldn't talk or even make a single sound. "Wait here."She instructed. We all did as she directed, afraid of what she would do to us if she we disobeyed. She went into the office and signed something that we couldn't see through the window in the office.

She came out quietly and lead us to a big white van. "Sit down alphabetically, starting in the back. Not a WORD!" Mrs. Pfister ordered. We did as we were told. She drove the van out of Vermont High School, taking a left down route 11 till she passed Magic Mountain. She pulled into a driveway that was on the left, about a mile past the mountain. Parking the van at the top of the driveway near a blue-grey house, she opened the van door to reveal a wooden porch that stood in front of the house and a wooden path that lead to the driveway.

"Get out quietly and line up alphabetically. Don't make a sound, or you'll be sorry." Mrs. Pfister told us. We Slipped out of the van, and did her bidding. She stepped out and stood in front of all of us. "You may explore the woods at will for ten hours. Then I'll ring a bell. You will mediately come back to this porch once you hear the bell sound. Understood?" She asked us with a dark tone.

"Yes ma'am." We replied in unison, once again.

Part 2: The Woods

There were woods surrounding the house in all directions; to the left, right, and behind. Most of the students went off to the left of the house. But I ventured straight to the woods in the back. There was an old cabin and another similar cabin on the opposite side.

As I walked past the two cabins, leaves started to dance in the gust of wind that came out of nowhere. "Today isn't supposed to be windy at all. I suppose a small breeze, by not a gust! And where did that gust of wind come from? This is really strange!" I whispered to myself.

I looked around, my eyes glancing at everything that was visible. I felt the gusts of wind beating against my clothes, I fought against the winds, and trudged forward. For a second, I thought I smelled salt and the smell of fish swimming in the ocean. I had barely gone thirty feet and I though I could hear a snap of a twig and the crackling of leaves deep, deep in the woods.

I stopped. My ears picking up every noise, sound, and movement made in the woods ahead. Like a radar dish, I could easily pick out where the thing was. But I had no way of knowing what it or who it was, unless I confronting it myself. I knew, whatever it was, I would not let it scare me.

I danced and went gracefully deeper and deeper into the woods, not making a sound; I leaped over a fallen tree and rocks, that dared know me down, and not a crumble or a crackle could be emitted from my feet as I flew through the woods. I stopped.

The sound I heard a while ago ceased. My nose scrunched up and me eyes narrowed as I tried to relocate the sound of the mysterious being. My eyes danced across everything on my left and they slowly worked their was to the right. Trees, fallen branches, along with boulders, and rocks clouded my vision of what might be out there. My heart beat faster, not knowing what I would be finding, or if I would be the one found.

Trudging onward, I soon came to an area in the woods where there was a small valley-ish place that had some strange about it. It held some fallen trees, dead leaves, and some boulders. There was something about thing placed that seemed a bit strange. It's like I'm supposed to meet someone important here. But who could it be?

I peered around again, me eyes scanning like a vulture. My eyes locked onto something. Out of nowhere something white appeared among the trees. I body froze where it was, even though I wanted to get as far away as possible, but my body wouldn't obey. Not knowing if it was a wild animal or a human, my heart sped up in anticipation as the white thing came closer and closer.

As it approached, I started to notice that it was a human which had long smooth, hazelnut brown hair and sapphire blue eyes. She liked like she could have been my twin! When the girl was about ten feet away, she said, "Rose, come here. I need to tell you something that is very important."

I was stunned for a moment, but then I did her bidding. "How do you know my name?" I asked.

"I know it, because it is my own. We are twins-almost. But I'm not here to discuss that at the moment." She reached into her cloth bag that she wore on her shoulder and pulled out a red beaded medallion . In the middle was a glass bead. Half of it was a red sun and the other half was of a blue moon. "This is for you. Be careful with it. Wear it from now on out. You can't take it off. It will help you in many ways."

"How can a medallion help me?" I asked.

"Well, the spirits are more the ones helping you. The sun, the moon and the ocean spirits. Someone else has one just like it, except the beads are blue. But never mind that now." My twin told me.

"Who?" I inquired.

She sighed and told me, "I guess you'll see him in time, but not now. We still have quite a bit to do."

"Have you ever noticed what time you can do things more efficiently?" she asked me.

"Well, starting at the middle of the day, but mostly at night. I'm mostly a night owl. I love to stay up at night. Why do you ask?"

"Well, do you know what Tia-Chi is?"

"Yes"

"Well, it has something to do with that. Have you ever wen online and took one of those tests to find out what type of element you are, out of water, earth, fire, and air?" She asked.

"I'm most like water. What does this have to do with Tia-Chi? Are you trying to make fun of me?"

"No, I'm not trying to make fun of you. Come with me." She stuck out her hand. "We have a lot to do in a little time." She led me to the tallest and widest oak tree I have ever seen in my entire life! And it was hollow!

She then asked, "Has your mother ever told or shown you your birthmark?" As she asked, she took out a scroll of paper and some ink. She sat them down on a flat rock. I told her no, and she seemed to be writing something down. She then asked numerous other questions. She wrote down more things and then replied, "To make sure of something..."she look away and brought over a waterskin fun of water. "Give me your right hand, please. I will show you your birthmark."

I held out my hand and she pushed up my blue sweater up so she could see my forearm. She then moved some water in the air with her hand and circled it around my forearm. The water was absorbed into my skin and something blue appeared. "A blue moon! You are truly of water and the spirits are with you! You are defiantly good at things at night and you are a water-. Sorry, forgive my sudden outburst. I was just...excited." She gave a cheesy smile.

"Oh, okay now. I want you to take a deep breath. Inhale through the nose, hold for about six seconds, and then let out slowly through your mouth." I did so. "Now, I want you to do it again, but this time have your fingertips facing upward and your palm facing out in front of you. Then. Pull your finger into your palm while moving your hands back towards you. Yes! Like that!"

I did so and concentrated. I felt like I was supposed to be pushing and pulling something. There was a longing in my heart, I knew I was missing something.

"What do you feel?" she asked.

"Like part of me is missing. Like my heart and soul are missing something that is apart of me." I replied.

"Okay. Now, I want you to do exactly the same thing you just did with you eyes closed." She told me. "Close your eyes and concentrate."

At first I felt the same, like I was missing part of myself. Then, I felt whole, right, good. The movements just made me fell like I was acquainted with a very old friend.

"Continue with your eyes open." She told me. Opening my eyes, I was some water in a pot being pushed and pulled like water on a beach! I soon began moving my arms and created a ball with the water. Then a water whipped out and cracked in the air. "Wow." I said in astonishment. I felt whole and at peace for some reason.

"You are amazing! No bender has ever done such an advanced move without help! And you did it on you own! WOW!" I streamed the water back into the pot without dropping a single drop of water on the ground. Everything in the woods was deathly silent.

"Now, listen, this is very important. When you're taking your test-the one your teacher is going to give you-you mush not remove your medallion at all costs. Don't tell anyone of what happened here, no one.

"Not even-"

"Nothing! If you take that medallion off, bad things will happen and you won't be able to...lets just keep this medallion on, okay?" She asked me. I noddle my head. "You will ace the test and no one else will. You will be banished out to the woods and you will come directly to me. Then you'll return home and you have something important that you need to do. Understand? But your teacher will say you failed as an excuse for you to find out who you really are. Your teacher will be ringing the bell soon. Go straight that way and keep on running. You should get there on time. Don't forget, don't take that medallion off! GO!"

I set off running in the direction she had directed and kept on running as fast as my legs would carry me. When I reached the wooden steps, I heard the bell ringing. I went onto the front porch and stood patiently.

Part 3:The Test

When everyone was on the front porch, the teacher then snapped her fingers; the surroundings changed. We appeared in a basement and there were several tables spaced out in the room. Chairs lined the walls and were strewn near the tables.

"Sit! Don't talk, no noise-not a peep-at all! Silence!" screeched the teacher after one of the students whispered to someone else. We did what we were told, terrified. A twenty page test booklet, tons of scrap paper, and sharpened pencils lay on the tables at every seat. "Don't touch anything yet. Wait till I direct you in what to do.

"You have each been given a test packet, multiple sheets of scrap paper, and three sharpened pencils. All of yo have been selected to take this test based on special things. You have about 6-7 hours to complete this test. All of your teachers, guardians, sport directors, everyone, has been notified of your absence. You may begin you test now." the teacher told us.

I looked at the test packet and the problems were excruciatingly hard. Then I felt like I could ace this test, just like she had told me. The necklace began to make me tingle. "One more thing." the teacher began, "take off all your jewelry. I am coming around to check." She walked around to each student, collecting their jewelry and putting it in a big bag. She began to walk over to wear I was seated.

IknewIcouldn'ttakethemedallionoff,nomatterwhat.Iput my hand to it and and wished it could be invisible. When I looked down at it my eyes widened in surprise; it was invisible! The teacher came by and gave me a hard look, but just passed; a silent sigh of relief escaped my mouth.

Don't forget that your teacher will say that you failed as and excuse. Those words continentally played over, and over in my mind. A smile caressed my face as I thought of what I can do and knowing that I will get even better at things.

I looked back down at my test. It had questions about science, water, fire, earth (as rock, soil, and boulders), as well as air currents and Tia-Chi. I could answer every singe question without hesitation and finished hours before anyone else put down their pencil; so I looked over my answers, just in case-you never know.

I sat ideal and though back over everything that had happened to me. Thinking about growing up in this world. I then tried to think of what my true home was like. An image of my true mother flooded my mind. She had dark, chestnut brown hair, dark, deep set beautiful blue eyes and the softest tan skin. She was was slender; and always wore a smile on her face, except when I was taken from her.

Then the image changed and I saw a nice nice man that smelt of jasmine tea. Was he my father? No. He couldn't have been, because he has golden eyes and there seemed to be no similarity between us. I also remembered a little boy. He had black hair and it was up in a 'wolf's tail' (I remembered that from somewhere someone really hated me calling them ponytails). Where the band that held his hair in the 'wolf's tail' was placed a golden object that looked like a tulip and it's petals were like flames. He was wearing red and golden clothing. He turned around from the railing and smiled at me. I knew my cheeks had lit up then, because I could fell my face getting hot just thinking of it.

"PENCILS DOWN!" Memories that I had never seen before vanished, like they had gone down a water fall. Gone.

"You may now stand up and stretch." The teacher snapped her fingers and we were all outside on the porch, once again. "Everyone, line up as before. No talking-you know the drill." We all lined up and she walked down the line and back. "You may all stay on the porch and talk quietly. I f I hear you, you will have a punishment. Understand?" she asked. "Yes ma'am." We all replied, eased with the knowledge that we can finally talk. Snapping her fingers, she vanished.

"Did anyone finish?" I asked.

"No." "That was he hardest test ever." "Yeah, I agree with you, Samantha." They all replied in unison. I was quiet. "Are you kidding?" Everyone replied, already knowing that I had finished. My face turned scarlet and everyone's mouth dropped open.

"No way. That was an impossible test to finish!"

"You couldn't have"

You are too good at things." I hard from everyone.

Then I heard someone say, "Good job Rose. I hope you aced that test." I turned around to see Harry. I smiled and replied, "Thank you Harry. I hope you did well too-all of you. I'm not perfect. I make mistakes too." I told everyone.

"Sorry." Everyone said that they were a bit jealous because of me. "I think highly of all of you. You are all my friends and some of you are better than me, in my opinion. I struggle on many things. Let's forget about this and just go back to school after this. Okay?" I asked.

"Okay." "Sure" everyone chimed. I looked at everyone and we all came in for a group hug.

"Students, line up!" WE came out from our group hug and lined up. She snapped her fingers and we were in the basement, once again. Glaring at us, her eyes sharp as a hawk's, Walking up and down, one-by-one, she started at us. No a breath was released, but concealed with anxiety. When she got to me, she planted her feet firmly to the floor and turned her entire body, erect with mine.

Her eyes narrowed into small slivers as her piercing eyes stared straight into mine. Raising her small hand, she pointed her narrow fingers at me. "You!" she shouted. I flinched and a shiver ran down my entire body. "You have done the test, but not by my standards. You have broken them and therefore shall be banished into the woods!"

"NO!" Someone shouted.

"I turned my gaze towards whoever had spoken out. I was a bit shocked to see Harry. My eyes went wide with wonder. His eyes looked not at the teacher, but at me. They looked pleadingly at me, not wanting me to go.

"Why do you speak out of you turn? Why?!" The teacher demanded darkly.

Harry was hesitant, but then he said, "Because...because she is unique. She brings light and joy among everyone at school. Her laugh, it is lovely music, and her smile, bright as the sun." He looked at me and said, "And because I...I love her." he whispered.

Everyone was deathly silent. I don't know what to say or do. A flow of emotions swelled up inside me. I suddenly I felt week in my knees. And started to fall. Harry caught me. I saw his blue eyes, they looked similar to mine, but a tad few shades lighter. He helped me stand back up. Blushing feasly, with an array of reds and pinks, I whispered, "Thank you."

"ENOUGH!" Boomed the teacher. "You know the rules! Hasn't anyone taught you better than to proclaim you love to someone without their parent's consent? Humph! I guess not! Well, you will suffer greater consequences that her! She shall be banished for three years! And after that, if you can find her, take care of her. I doubt she'll ever remember you! That is if you find her. Woohahaha! I doubt she'll every return! Hahaha...!"

As the teacher said all of these words, Harry held my hand protectively, not willing me to go. "I'll never let her go into those woods! Never!"

Mrs. Pfister's eyes glared and said in their own: Oh, you will, you will. For something will, or should I say someone, will make you let her go. Tiss I know it. Her eyes glared in mockery.

I whispered in his ear, "Harry, I do like you...but..." I sighed, "I have to go...I'm different, more than you know." I looked up at him, I have to go. I have a duty I need to profile."

"What duty?" He spat. "Is there no other duty than which you were already doing? Is there anything more important than that!?!"

Still looking down, I whispered, "Yes, there is."

Astonished, he let go of my hand, and backed away. He knew I had to go, that sooner I go, the sooner I would return. But I was breaking his heart by doing so. As I was about to exit, I said, "I'll never forget you, Harry, or any of you." I walked out to the edge of the woods and a tear ran down my cheek.

Part 4: Nightly Visitor

I returned back at camp and talked with my twin. After a while, it darkened and the moon started to come out. A twig snapped a few hundred feet away and I heard mt name called. "Rose! Where are you? It's me, Harry!"

"Be careful; it could be a murderer." My twin whispered.

"I would know his voice anywhere. It's Harry. I'm going to see what he wants." I told her. Not making a sound, I ran towards him. I tripped on some underbrush a few feet behind him. He heard me sound out an omph and turned around soon enough to catch me.

Hugging him, I asked, "What are you doing here, Harry?" Still in his arms when he had caught me. "To make sure you aren't hurt by any wolves or wild animals. I'll stay with you till you can come out of the woods." he told me. I pulled away from him.

"You can't! I...I...You have school!" I blurted.

"I'll quite."

"Family!"

"I already told them of my decision. They understand."

"Friends!"

"None are as important as you."

"You JUST CAN'T!"I yelled at him, frustrated.

Wide-eyed, he asked, "Why?"

"Because...I have duties...duties that you can't help me with!"I yelled. A tear fell from my face, because I had to yell at one one my friends. I ran off as quick as I could, graceful as a deer, so he couldn't follow me back to camp.

"Who was that?" my twin asked me.

"It was Harry. He wanted to come with me, but he just couldn't."

"Wait, what's his last name?" she asked me.

"Rextric. Why?"

"Because he's like you! He's from your world too! But he has to wait for his own twin to come to return and find out about his true identity. He was taken before you when he was younger than you were taken. His twin will come next year when he turns 14 and will give him his memories, as I'm going to give you. He's a waterbender from the Northern Water Tribe. You won't see him in a very long time, so just forget him. But, I will tell you his true name is Harzed. We need to get some rest for tomorrow. You'll need all your strength. Good night." She handed me a sleeping bag.

"Good night."